I sat behind a woman who had an adorable newborn baby. He was very sweet, and his mother was utterly besotted (as all mothers should be).
And she loved-him loved-him.
Through four quarters and a gajillion commercials, this woman cooed, cuddled, hugged, and kissed the little guy.
And then she just couldn't help herself any longer.
She licked the baby.
(I'll give you a moment to let that sink in.)
Not just once. She did it a few times.
I've seen cats do this, but the human equivalent was simply mind-blowing. I elbowed Beau because I needed someone to share the insanity with, but he didn't see it (there was a game on, so I give him a pass).
True story, my hand to God.
This turn of events lead me to coin the awesome phrase: It's just not a Super Bowl party without a babylicker!™
I still wonder about that woman.
And that child.
[shudder]
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